“Stop what? Getting erections in my presence?” she deadpans. I choke out a laugh, not expecting her bluntness as she pushes me until I'm flat on my back again, stretching the muscle I didn't realize was so tight. “It happens all the time, Lake. With many of my clients,” she says through a soft sigh, pushing my knee towards my chest. No, she didn't. “It's fine. I'm used to it. Doesn't even phase me anymore.” She hops on the table to get better leverage, the smirk on her face killing me slowly. “I'm a snake charmer, Lake. It's my cross to bear.”
